"Master, Old Master Huang is back!"

"You're back?" Qian Zhongliang was slightly pleased.

The next second, a figure was seen carrying a middle-aged man into the main hall with one hand.

"Master!"

"This bastard tried to escape. Luckily, I arranged for people to keep an eye on him at the airport 24 hours a day. Otherwise, you might have really gotten away!" Master Huang threw Wang Zhiwen to the ground.

Wang Zhiwen was crippled in both legs and covered in blood. He trembled and didn't even dare to look Qian Zhongliang in the eye.

“Wang Zhiwen, I have treated you well, why did you betray my Qian family?” Qian Zhongliang frowned.

This Wang Zhiwen was Qian Zhongliang's private doctor, but he had already been bribed.

"You son of a bitch! The master is asking you a question!" Master Huang slapped Wang Zhiwen across the face.

"If you dare to tell a single lie, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhiwen's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"Master, I poisoned your medicine!"

"I did this entirely because I was forced into it..."

But just as Wang Zhiwen was about to reveal everything, a chilling glint flashed by.

A line of blood spurted from Wang Zhiwen's neck, and he crashed heavily to the ground, his eyes bulging like lanterns.

The Qian family members all turned their heads and saw Qian Zhonghui walking in unhurriedly.

Master Huang frowned: "Second Master, why did you kill him?"

"This man killed my father; he deserves to die!"

"It's only right that I killed him!"

"Someone, carry him out!"

A cold smile crept across Qian Zhonghui's lips.